Long-term treatment was a conventional treatment. It relied on Chen Zhao's medical skills.
This could not be sped up. Detoxification and treating liver damage was a long process.
It was a problem that modern medicine could not solve, but Chen Zhao could solve it. However, he could not speed it up, at least not with conventional methods.
If it was short-term treatment, Chen Zhao would have to use magic. This was not within the scope of conventional treatment.
The two treatments could not be stacked.
Marsha Kloss was in a difficult position. If it was long-term treatment, she would have to wear a wig for half a year.
However, it was very risky for a female star to wear a wig in public.
Of course, there was another solution — shaving her head.
She could also tell the public that she would change her appearance and style.
However, the problem was that she had not finished filming yet.
There were still a few unfinished episodes of West.
American dramas were usually filmed while they were being broadcast. The script might be changed halfway. If the ratings were not good, it might be cut off halfway.
If she hastily changed her appearance, it was very likely that her character would directly die.
However, West's ratings and online popularity were very high. She had also received many good reviews and her popularity had skyrocketed. To her, she could not lose her role in West.
Shaving her head was definitely not a good choice.
So, she could only choose short-term treatment.
"If it's short-term treatment, how long can I grow in seven days?" Marsha Kloss asked.
"About your shoulders."
In fact, Chen Zhao could let Marsha Kloss have long hair in an instant, but that would be too rash.
But that would be too rash, so Chen Zhao planned to make her hair grow longer bit by bit.
Chen Zhao's excuse was drug stimulation.
"Although I studied drama in university, I know common sense. Under normal circumstances, a person's hair can't grow so fast."
Marsha Kloss indeed asked this question.
"I have special drugs and my acupuncture techniques. I can stimulate your scalp and make your hair grow into a buzz cut in one night."
"Can you make it longer?"
"Yes, but add the fee," Chen Zhao said. "Three hundred thousand dollars per treatment."
"I need short-term treatment … What do I need to do?"
"Shave your head first," Chen Zhao said.
"Shave?" Marsha Kloss's expression changed instantly.
If Chen Zhao's treatment didn't work, wouldn't he have shaved his hair for nothing? Who would be responsible then? Should they ask this illegal doctor to compensate them?
"Whether you shave your head or not, you need to wear a wig." "If the outside world sees your bald head, you might as well shave it. At least you can find an excuse to cover it up."
Marsha Klaus hesitated for a long time, her eyes flickering. "What if your treatment doesn't work?"
"You're not the first hair loss patient I've treated," Chen Zhao said.
Marsha Klaus bit her lower lip and thought about it, but still couldn't make up her mind.
"Will there be any side effects?"
"I won't." "All my patients have a 100% positive review," Chen Zhao said indifferently. "I've never failed."
"Okay, I want short-term treatment," Marsha Klaus said.
"Do you want me to shave your hair, or do you want to do it yourself?"
"You do it." Marsha Klaus couldn't do it, even if her hair was full of holes.
Marsha Klaus found a razor for Chen Zhao. Chen Zhao pressed on Marsha Klaus' head.
Feeling the rustling on her head, Marsha Klaus was in a bad mood.
"Your abnormal hair loss has been going on for half a year, right?"
"Yes. At first, I thought it was normal hair loss, but in the past two months, it's been a bit excessive. Some parts are completely exposed."
Chen Zhao quickly pushed all of Marsha Klaus' hair away.
Feeling the cold wind on her head, Marsha Klaus' mood worsened.
Luckily, she wasn't facing a mirror, or she would definitely go crazy.
Then Chen Zhao started inserting silver needles into Marsha Klaus' head.
Also, he applied some unknown potions on it.
Actually, this short-term treatment was just for show.
In reality, Chen Zhao still had to use the healing spell he'd learned from the handsome guy.
This acupuncture was actually just a normal detoxification for Marsha Klaus.
After half an hour, Chen Zhao started withdrawing the needles. Marsha Klaus asked, "Done?"
"Alright, you can reach out and touch your head."
Marsha Klaus touched her head. Indeed, her hair had grown by around one centimeter.
Had this guy really shaved off all his hair before?
Marsha Klaus touched the part where she'd lost her hair. Indeed, hair had grown out.
This was amazing. How did this man do it?
She'd actually grown such long hair in such a short time.
Marsha Klaus picked up the mirror and looked at it. Her hair was very short, only half an inch long.
However, it was very dense and the growth was gratifying.
"Mr. Chen, thank you for your treatment."
"No need. It's what I should do," Chen Zhao said calmly. "Tomorrow afternoon, I'll come for the second treatment. I'll leave my number. If you're not home or don't have time, call me."
"Okay, wait a moment. I'll write you a check."
"Not now," Chen Zhao said. "I said that after I finish the treatment, I'll pay in one go."
Just then, Chen Zhao's phone rang again.
It was Kohler. Chen Zhao picked it up.
"Hey, Chen, it's me. Kohler, you still remember me, right?"
"Yes, I remember," Chen Zhao replied. "What's up?"
"Can you come to our team's training hall?"
"Is there a problem?"
"I can't talk over the phone."
Chen Zhao looked at the time. It was only 8: 10 at night. He wasn't late.
"Sure, I'll go."
Chen Zhao glanced at Marsha Klaus. "If there's nothing else, I'll go. I have another client."
"Okay, bye, Mr. Chen."
Chen Zhao drove to the HR team's training hall. Coach Simpson was there too. Duba was lying on the ground while Ruby sat on the bench with a towel over his head.
Did they have another conflict? Chen Zhao wondered.
Last time Simpson had come to find him, it was also because of a fight between Duba and Ruby.
This time, it seemed that Duba's injuries were very serious.
Seeing Chen Zhao, Kohler immediately walked up.
"Chen, you're here. Quick, take a look at Duba. He doesn't look good."
When Simpson saw Chen Zhao, he nodded but didn't say anything.
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